Plump Busty Colleague Handjob in Empty Office After Meeting

The air conditioning in the conference room was a bit too cold, and the summer daylight slanted in through the gaps in the blinds. It was just past 1 PM on the sixth floor of the office building. Lunch break had only just ended, and as I sorted documents from general affairs, soft footsteps approached from behind.

I (Keiji) turned while reorganizing the sales department papers into a file. Standing there was Mayumi from the same department. Today she wore a slightly casual white blouse paired with a navy tight skirt. The light summer fabric of the blouse naturally stretched over the weight of her plump breasts. The skirt hugged her thighs, and the faint sound of fabric rubbing could be heard with each step.

Mayumi smiled as she came up to the desk beside mine. "Keiji, thanks for summarizing today’s documents. I have something to discuss… Is now okay?"

Her voice was soft with a hint of sweetness. Each time her chest rose and fell, the shadow of her cleavage shifted visibly through the blouse. The shared workspace in the empty corner of the floor was wrapped in afternoon stillness. Only the low hum of the air conditioner and the distant sound of a printer echoed.

Mayumi noticed my gaze lingering on her chest and deliberately leaned forward a little to look at the documents. Soft flesh pressed against the blouse, and a sweet scent of perfume mixed with faint sweat reached me. In the summer afternoon office, I could feel her body heat nearby.

"Right here is fine, isn’t it?"

She exhaled softly and placed her fingertips over my wrist. Her fingers were slightly damp and warm. The touch carried a clear intention beyond simple confirmation. The floor was completely deserted. At this hour, the sales team was mostly out on calls or in meetings on other floors.

Mayumi slowly guided me into a slightly darker space behind the desk. In the shadow of the large conference table, her body drew closer. The soft sensation of her breasts through the blouse, the press of her thighs against the skirt, everything felt real. Her breath was hot against my ear as she whispered in a sweet voice.

"No one will come here… Just for a little while, is that okay?"

I swallowed any words of resistance. Her hand had already moved to my belt. The quiet sound of the zipper being lowered seemed loud in the silent office. Mayumi’s eyes were slightly moist, appearing darker in the summer sunlight.

Her body was soft, and the moment she pulled me close, its weight and elasticity transmitted fully. Her breasts pressed against my chest, the heat inside the blouse directly felt. While firmly gripping my waist with one hand, Mayumi continued whispering in a low voice.

"Ah… Keiji, in a place like this, but… Is it no good?"

At those words, her hand slid inside. The afternoon office remained empty, with only the faint sound of cars passing on the distant road.